When it comes to Sicily, what first comes to mind?

Of course it is the famous Sicilian mafia.??

Whether it is a lot of film and television literary works based on these cruel gangs, or the scary deeds in reality, the Sicilian mafia is definitely a leading organization in the criminal world.

However, it was later in 1996. In 1496, which was still in the late Middle Ages, Sicily had abundant sunshine, golden wheat, and olive groves that were already famous in Europe as early as the ancient Roman period.

In addition, Sicily has the most complex and contradictory group of people of this era.

Sicilians are enthusiastic but always conservative, brave but always cautious. When you want to meet them honestly, they will turn you away with doubts, but when you are worried, they may suddenly open their hearts to you.

The reason why this seemingly unusual character is closely related to Sicily's unique past.

Unlike the city-states that fought against each other in this era, but ended up breaking the entire peninsula, Sicily, as the largest island in the Mediterranean, has rarely formed a unique whole because it is lonely overseas.

Although there have been too many disputes between the two sides and Naples, Sicily has always watched the farces that have risen and fall on the road in a single way.

This seems to be Sicily's luck, but on the other hand it is also unfortunate.

The difference from city-states is that although those countries are always in trouble, most of the time they still control their destiny. Although almost all the powerful monarchs from other parts of Europe have come to this boot to show their presence, they can still maintain their own territory, titles and traditions.

But Sicily is different. From the French to the Germans, from the Roman Empire to Aragon, Sicily is like a woman stripped away, constantly being ravaged by these big men who have been abandoned.

The master of Sicily is King Ferdinand of Aragon, but the king obviously has little interest in Sicily. His wife, who racked his brains, performed the great feat of unifying Spain. Therefore, after he succeeded to the throne, the way the king cared for Sicily was to add a crown to his head and waste some more writing in various lords.

So, the king of Sicily was an Aragonese.

“This is amazing.”

Kuntuo, who was walking in front, was not fast but very agile. Ding Mu noticed that when he walked, he always chose one side of the road, either left or right, rather than walking in the middle of the road regardless of the situation like many people. In addition, if he had to walk through the crowd, he would try to keep his body at a tilted angle, so that he could easily pass through the gaps between people without any trouble due to collisions.

This is a cautious person, Ding Mu gave Kun an attraction in his heart.

He did not think that Kunto's behavior was the result of training, but he was sure that this was an instinct caused by a long-term life. Perhaps it was this instinct that allowed him to avoid many troubles, but from the occasional frown peak of his hat, the man seemed to be in some trouble.

This was the third day after leaving the village of Klecce. Kunto seemed to be worried along the way. He did not choose to take the main road, although it was convenient and safe, but went along a very ancient road to the mainland of Sicily.

Soon Ding Mu realized that he was hiding someone, because more than once Kuntuo suddenly changed his course of progress. Although he would continue to walk north after not long, this winding and winding circle made them spend two days more than they had before on Jonnini's boat.

Now they were walking along a wheat field. The road that had just rained was muddy, and the wet and cold air blew in from the gaps in their clothes, making Ding Mu feel that he was almost frozen.

After suddenly and inexplicably the previous sentence appeared, Kuntuo turned around and said to Ding Mu: "Joer Modilo."

Ding Mu looked at Kuntuo, and he could be sure that this person was not calling him at all, that was just confirming something tone.

"Do you know who that Modillo is?" Kuntuo asked, and then he shook his head. "Of course you don't know anything, you know what, you're just a little fool who escaped from the East."

Ding Mu didn't want to argue with him, it would be best if he was willing to think he was a fool.

"Who could have thought," Kuntuo looked back at Ding Mu, "a stone hidden in a pile of stones."

Kuntuo seemed to be hesitating when he said this. Ding Mu was sure that he seemed to have something to do and it was obviously related to him.

"I'll ask you a question, my child, but you have to think about it before answering me," Kuntuo stopped and said solemnly, "Remember, answer after thinking about it."

Seeing Ding Mu nodding seriously, Kuntuo was a little satisfied. Then he locked Ding Mu's eyes tightly and asked, "Suppose there is a chance that can make you rich, what price are you willing to pay?"

"rich?"

"Yes, rich, very rich," Kuntuo put his hands together on his chest. "That's something you can't imagine. You can have everything, whether it's money, jewelry, precious fur or luxurious house. But there is a condition that you will no longer be Alexander Juliant Kumbrey from now on."

I wasn't originally Alexander Juliant Gombray, Ding Mu muttered secretly.

He vaguely guessed Kunto's idea, but he was not sure how long the promise would last. No matter what Modilo was from, he has now become a dementia child. It seems that the trouble for the dean and Kunto are really great.

"I don't believe you." Ding Mu replied without hesitation. "I have seen you kill someone that night. Those people came to cause trouble for you, and you threatened me at that time. I don't want to mix in your troubles. If they come again, you might threaten me again."

Kuntuo looked at Ding Mu's face carefully and admitted that this Greek boy had a very beautiful face, with shallow wheat-colored skin, clear contours on his face, and a slightly curly dark red head. Kuntuo even thought maliciously that if he was sold to nobles or clergy in big cities, he might be able to exchange for a good price.

But what he cares about now is not how much the boy is worth, but whether he is telling the truth.

Under Kuntuo's gaze, Ding Mu seemed to stare at him stubbornly, but in fact his heart was constantly pounding, and his body was soaked in sweat because of tension.

Although the technique is simple and rough, the seasonings are not complete, but as the bonfire is baked, the raw dried meat gradually overflows with fragrance.

Ding Mu licked his lips lightly and had a little more impression of Kuntuo, at least this person can barbecue food.

"Gu", a stomach whirlwind sounded, Ding Mu was a little surprised, and then he looked at Kuntuo strangely, but what he met was the gaze that Kuntuo happened to look at him.

In an instant, Kuntuo's hand quickly grabbed the dagger hidden under his robe, and at the same time he looked at a stone beside him.

First, a hand appeared and grabbed the edge of the stone, and then, as if using the power of this tug, a figure emerged from behind the stone.

Ding Mu looked at the sudden appearance of the guest.

Although Kun Tuo did not have a quick response, when he knew that the voice did not belong to the two, Ding Mu's mind had different identities such as "pursuing soldiers", "assassin", "authors who captured them", "robbers", "thieves", etc., but they all had deep malicious characters.

But he didn't expect it to be such a person.

Bright, or too gorgeous, long dresses of flowers, and various ornaments that are so complicated that they are dazzlingly cumbersome, are used to tie up the black collars with bright feathers that are eye-catching.

And there are those big, stunning eyes that are so bright that they are.

A young girl suddenly appeared in front of Ding Mu and the others.

Her skin was not fair, but a slightly brown but healthy color. Her straight nose bridge and clear eye sockets made her look tough, but at this time she was licking her slightly thick lips, and her dark eyes stared at the jerky meat in Kunto's hand.

"Hell, a bohemian woman."
Chapter completed!